Chapter 1145

Hazel and Frederick's car had barely reached the foot of the mountain when two familiar Bentleys appeared, speeding up the winding road in tandem. The polished black vehicles shimmered beneath the moonlight, their approach urgent and aggressive. Hazel's brows furrowed. Something about the cars tugged at her memory, but before she could place it, Riley had already honked and pulled over to the side of the road. Across the way, the Bentleys screeched to an abrupt halt. Even before the engines fully died down, two figures burst out—Lester and Philip, both visibly agitated. In that moment, everything clicked. They had come barreling up the mountain out of sheer panic, frantic with worry for her. As soon as Hazel stepped out of the car, Lester rushed over and pulled her into a tight embrace. His hands moved quickly, checking her shoulders, arms, and face with the brisk precision of a seasoned doctor. Only when he confirmed that she was unscathed did he finally let out a breath of relief. "H